Sometimes it feels
I've been here for eons
Playing this game of
Success & Failures
Wanting & Despairing.
I'm tired now.
Too many bad things have happened.
The old way of wanting is no longer working.
Because it has too many scars,
That prevents it from moving further, seeking out.
Like a child, that has grown up in the dark
Will always be afraid to come out.
UNLESS,
Something new emerges
To replace it.
I'm an old soul.
It has to go now.
And make way for
The original,
The new,
The always,
The unmanifested.
And it is already going,
Otherwise I couldn't have written this.
I've been here for eons
Playing this game of
Success & Failures
Wanting & Despairing.
I'm tired now.
Too many bad things have happened.
The old way of wanting is no longer working.
Because it has too many scars,
That prevents it from moving further, seeking out.
Like a child, that has grown up in the dark
Will always be afraid to come out.
UNLESS,
Something new emerges
To replace it.
I'm an old soul.
It has to go now.
And make way for
The original,
The new,
The always,
The unmanifested.
And it is already going,
Otherwise I couldn't have written this.
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